One Potato Review

An antic and accessible retelling of Kafka’s Metamorphosis. Really. The subtext here is that everyone (except Gregory’s best friend Michael) is apparently too blinkered to even respond to Gregory’s condition, much less wonder over it. “Do you think I’ve always been a bug and no one ever noticed it before and I only just noticed it this morning?” he asks the indispensable Michael. There are surprising benefits to being a beetle – six legs and antennae to play soccer – though readers will conceivably recognize the anxiety of growing and becoming, even if they do not know enough to call it by a name.